The office was all abuzz yesterday with the news that a major snowstorm was headed our way. “I heard that we’re going to get pounded,” one of my neighbors said. “They’re talking up to 10 inches,” said another.
Not so much, as it turns out.
Mercifully, the first big snow of the season dealt us only a glancing blow.
Update, posted December 10:
I got a huge chuckle this morning when I logged into my email and found Tom’s comment on this post. When I wrote it last night, I was tired and uninspired. So when Esteban called from the other room (“The pizza is getting cold!”) I hastily shut down my computer and scampered off. I must have poked the wrong button and accidentally published this unfinished blip.
Well, in honor of my mistake—and to celebrate the sudden lurch into winter—I’ve added some snow to my blog. Thanks to WordPress for making it available. If only winter in Minnesota were so easy to turn on and off …
By the way, don’t leave without checking out Tom’s comment. He suggests a wonderful lexicon of snowstorm terms, including “Stormosaurus.” I’d like to add “Stormosaurus Rex” and “Stormzilla” to the list.